Wizard Earl

Looking at Van de Beek's face, which had turned a deep purplish-red, and his incredulous gaze, not far away, Connor remained calm and composed.

The tornado just exploded in just a few seconds. Although Connor was unable to stop the tornado from exploding, he had made protective preparations in advance, using the Hades Dark Armor technique to wrap himself in armor.

Although the power of the tornado storm explosion was great, it was ultimately inferior to the Hades Dark Armor Technique and did not cause any damage to Connor!

With a slight smile, Connor unleashed a burst of silver light from his hand, unleashing a mental storm amplified by the silver pendant's spiritual power, aimed directly at Van der Beck!

The next second, a blue light shield appeared in front of Van de Beek, who was caught off guard. His protective item automatically blocked it. Unfortunately, the blue light shield only temporarily delayed the mental storm, giving Van de Beek a little time to react, and successfully blocked the mental storm that Connor had carefully prepared.

Just three seconds later, the mental storm pierced through the blue light shield and struck Van der Beck, causing him to let out a painful howl.

After glancing at Van de Beek, whose head was severely injured and bleeding from all seven orifices, Connor's gaze then focused on Philo behind Van de Beek.

If Connor hadn't been wary of Philo's strength and worried that Philo might ambush him while he was dealing with Van de Beek, he wouldn't have dragged out this battle with Van de Beek until now!

To Connor's surprise, after being glanced at by him, Philo took advantage of the moment when Van der Beck's divine sea was severely damaged by his mental storm and overwhelmed by pain, oblivious to his surroundings, and transmitted a message to him telepathically:

"Connor, let me be frank with you. I'm sorry to have dragged you into this! But we need your cooperation to provide us with the location of the ruins. The Storm Cult is very determined to have you join, so even if you refuse us now, you can't get rid of it!"

"To tell you the truth, the fact that Van der Beck and I are waiting for you here is already a polite gesture before taking any action. The arbitrators of the Storm Church in Frosinone are already waiting for you!"

Upon hearing Philo's words, Connor's eyes instantly sharpened. Although Philo spoke plainly, the meaning behind her words was crystal clear: the Ferguson family had become hostages. If Connor refused the Storm Church's proposal, it was foreseeable that the Storm Church would take action against the Ferguson family to threaten Connor.

Sensing the change in Connor's expression, Philo, seemingly worried that Connor might do something irrational, quickly continued to transmit his voice to Connor, saying, "Connor, I know what you're worried about is nothing more than distrusting the Storm Church, fearing that cooperating with the Storm Church is like dealing with a tiger for its skin, and that once you're no longer of use, the Storm Church will sacrifice you without hesitation, or even use you as bait to lure Reyes into a trap!"

"In fact, these are the things I was worried about too. If I hadn't been in the town of Spal and had no other choice, I wouldn't have become an informant for the Black Organization!"

"But for you, Connor, Reyes is like the Sword of Damocles, a constant threat. Now that the Church of Storms wants to deal with Reyes, why don't you use them to fight each other? I can tell you with absolute certainty that the Church of Storms truly intends to kill Reyes! You don't need to doubt that at all!"

"Connor, I also know you want to use the Duke's faction, Reyes's mortal enemy, as your backer. But let me tell you the truth, this time the Duke's faction has already made a decision: they will choose to wait and see. Adolf and Isabella leaving Frosinone is the best proof of this. Connor Ferguson, right now, the only ones truly willing to deal with Reyes are the Storm Church! Reyes's actions have already touched upon the Storm Church's fundamental interests, and they will absolutely not tolerate Reyes in any way!"

After speaking telepathically, Philo looked up to observe Connor's expression. To his disappointment, Connor remained expressionless, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever. Despite Connor's frustrating performance, Philo didn't give up. Determined to persuade Connor, Philo gritted his teeth and decided to make some compromises, saying telepathically, "Connor, there's another reason I'm dragging you into this—I want to cooperate with you!"

Hearing Philo's words, Connor's calm expression finally wavered slightly, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes. Philo had mentioned cooperation before, but he used "we," while this time he used "I." Although it seemed like only a one-word difference, the implications were vastly different...

Seeing that Connor seemed interested in what she was saying, Philo breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then, she organized her thoughts and continued to speak to Connor telepathically. This time, it was unclear what Philo and Connor were talking about, but it was evident that as Philo spoke, Connor's expression gradually became strange, as if what Philo was telling him was quite interesting.

A minute later, Philo finished his conversation with Connor, who fell into deep thought. At the same time, Van de Beck, who had suffered a severe injury to Shenhai, finally recovered from the injury. However, due to the pain, he did not perceive the telepathic communication between Philo and Connor.

Upon seeing Connor standing there deep in thought, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to cause trouble for Connor again. However, Mr. K, who was actually Philo in disguise, was quick-witted and grabbed him, sending him a few words through his voice.

Despite Mr. K's dissuasion, Van de Beek glared at Connor with hatred, but ultimately restrained his anger and did not attack the thoughtful Connor. He waited with Mr. K for Connor's decision. In this quiet valley, Connor Ferguson, Van de Beek, and Philo, three people of different identities, were temporarily at peace.

This time, perhaps due to the gravity of the situation, Connor took an unusually long time to decide, a full ten minutes. He nodded to Firo and said in a deep voice, "I can cooperate with you, but the place you want to know about—he has never told me about it, nor has he revealed any information about it to me..."